Miss KKarma KKoma

Hey baby hang up the phone
And try again
Dial triple 6 hello
Is this heaven or hell
Don't you hit the bottom
Bring up the heat
Kick up the fire 'cause we are real
Stab my back
This is tongue and cheek

I saw a sign on your shirt saying 'i want real pain'
I don't know where this mess will stop
Say goodbye to mum all your kids are dead
Bruises all over
Don't give it up

She is karma coma
Miss karma coma
Five fingers make a fist on my jaw
Five fingers make a twist and punch
Five fingers make a twist on my jaw
Five fingers make a fist

You're just making fun
Golden state of hope
We're just making fun
Rotten state of dope
You're just making fun
Golden state of dope
You're just breaking down
Come on
Make me laugh

Every delirious night
They still talk to me
How can you fool keep trying to do it to me
Every day walk down the streets with me
Who they think they are trying to do it to me
Deeper than you thought
I'm a bullet
I am valentine's nightmare son
If you think that faith is the bottom line
Then i' m god

She cut my throat
It's suicide
She bought my lie
It's suicide
She cut herself
It's suicide
She could be me
Miss suicide

She is karma coma
Miss karma coma
Five fingers make a fist on my jaw
Five fingers make a twist and punch
Five fingers make a twist on my jaw
Five fingers make a fist

She's got a pussycat